Today we put you in the ground,
church bell chimes, the only sound;
with angels gazing all around,
your resting place here is found.
We listen closely, preacher speaks,
each in sorrow, comfort seeks;
as gentle tears flow down our cheeks,
thoughts of you, the years and weeks.
Courageously you passed your days,
filled with love and tender ways;
lone trumpeter, as Taps he plays,
honors you with thanks and praise.
The flag upon your casket crowned,
folded neatly, tightly bound;
loved ones passing by your mound,
moments frozen, so profound.
Eternal peace at last you've found,
today we put you in the ground.
Copyright © Kristina M. Hooper, 01/30/2011